The days in Dragon Palace were not very interesting, and could even be said to be boring.
In the entire Dragon Palace, the only places he was allowed to go were the gardens, squares, and his small courtyard in Jiuhua Palace. He was not allowed to walk around at will.
The matter of teaching poetry to the Seventh Princess ended before it even started. The Seventh Princess Ao Xin didn't like him. Not to mention coming over on her own initiative, even when Princess Long forced her to come over, she never gave him a good look.
Who is Wang Xu? He is not a wretched maniac in later generations who licks the screen when he sees a goddess. How could he be used to this habit?
After going back and forth, Long Gong also felt his attitude. He didn't say anything on the surface, but there was less meat in the meal.
This may not have been ordered by anyone. After all, Long Jun wanted to lose face, so even if he was kicked out, it would not matter. He would not be so cruel.
Wang Xu felt that it might be his alienation towards the Seventh Princess that aroused some people's dissatisfaction.
This person might be an attendant of the Seventh Princess, a supervisor in the Dragon Palace, or even a cook who heard the rumor.
It doesn't matter who he is. Wang Xu is not here to eat at a wealthy family. He reads diligently every day and is not moved by external things at all.
In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed and time has entered July.
The Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Festival is getting closer and closer, and there are many talented people living on the West Lake, all of whom want to show off their skills at the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Festival.
However, Wang Xu knew that not many truly talented people came to participate in the poetry meeting.
After all, the end of August is Enke. For scholars, this is the opportunity for the carp to leap over the dragon's gate.
Those who are determined to rush for the exam, or who are confident of passing the exam, are studying their homework diligently. Except for scholars from Hangzhou Prefecture, who will come to participate because of the distance, talents from other places will most likely not come.
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Wang Xu didn't pay too much attention to the Poetry Club. He was not good at writing poetry, but he was good at copying poetry.
On the day of the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Festival, if you heard the topic given and copied a poem from the government, it would be enough to blind those people's eyes.
Of course, during this period, Wang Xu was not completely idle. He sent several letters to his family, teachers, and Jinshan Temple.
I just said hello to my family and didn’t say a word. It’s a typical way to report good news but not bad news.
The teacher first asked how the preparations for the Wansou Banquet were going, and then told him about avoiding trouble in the Dragon Palace.
The teacher's reply was just as Wang Xu thought, full of reprimands.
Although Xue Mushan is a little greedy for power, his mind is not wrong. He is still in this country and the people. Otherwise, when the Cold Party fails, he will not regret that the Cold Party failed too early and did not lay too much foundation for the court.
The foundation is established.
In the letter, the teacher criticized him righteously, saying that he should trust the government and the Confucius Temple instead of using these crooked ideas.
Wang Xu was noncommittal. If the government and the Confucian Temple were really so impartial, why didn't they publish the Confucian secrets that they had kept secretly to the public?
It can be seen from this that both the government and the Confucius Temple have selfish motives, and being selfish means that they will not be absolutely impartial.
How could Wang Xu guarantee that he would not be treated like a mule if he sought help from the government and the Confucius Temple?
He has his own plan, whether it is to contribute to the people, the country, or even humanity, it is not what he should do right now.
Right now, he should study hard, ignore the scientific examinations outside the window, and then pursue his studies.
When the knowledge is acquired, completed, and enough to be used, that's when he will become a blockbuster.
Before that, he had to resist anything that was contrary to it. It can be summed up in just two words, so there is no time.
Finally, in the letter to Jinshan Temple, Wang Xu did not ask openly whether Buddhism was like Taoism in secretly engaging in small tricks. He just said that he was in Hangzhou and invited Fahai to come and visit.
Speaking of which, Fahai and he hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the two had only kept in touch through letters.
If Wang Xu has any good news from his side, he will write to Fa Hai. If there is any interesting news from Fa Hai's side, he will also write to him. They are good friends who talk about everything.
If Fahai had not retreated or was delayed by other things, Wang Xu felt that he would definitely come.
Sure enough, at the end of June, Fahai's reply arrived, saying that he was on his way.
Early July.
"Master Wang, a monk has come outside and wants to see you by name."
Early in the morning, as soon as Wang Xuda had breakfast, there were shrimp soldiers outside the door to report.
Wang Xu was overjoyed when he heard the news. He knew one of the monks, Fahai. It seemed that Fahai had arrived.
Three strokes, five divisions and two divisions, he finished the meal neatly, and Wang Xu hurriedly left the Dragon Palace with the shrimp soldiers.
When I arrived at the lake, I saw that there was no sign of Fahai, so I looked at the shrimp soldiers leading the way.
When Xia Bing saw it, he pointed to a building in the distance and hurriedly said: "Master Wang, the monk said he would wait for you at the restaurant in front."
"Restaurant, okay, take me there."
Wang Xu's eyes flickered, and before the shrimp soldier could answer, he turned over and jumped back into the sea.
Because he had the Dragon Palace Token on him, which had the effect of attracting him, he turned around and returned to the Dragon Palace.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
After a while, the shrimp soldier left and returned. When he saw him standing behind the dragon gate, he said anxiously: "Why are you leaving? The master is still waiting for you."
Wang Xu's expression remained unchanged and he said: "You ask that monk to come over. If he is the person I know, he will naturally come with you. If not, it is useless for me to go see him. Brother, please bother me."
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"This this..."
Xiabing tried to persuade him again, but Wang Xu was unmoved.
There was no other way, so the shrimp soldier had no choice but to leave on his own. He was muttering as he left, not knowing what he was talking about.
Watching the shrimp soldiers leave, Wang Xu's eyes were full of coldness.
After staying in the Dragon Palace for more than half a month, he felt so peaceful that he almost forgot that he was still wanted by the demon clan.
Fahai and he were close friends. How could he come all the way to accept the invitation without even showing his face and saying that he was waiting for him in the restaurant.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, even if it was true, the restaurant was on the shore and beyond the warning range of the Dragon Palace Array, so he would not be able to follow it.
What's more, it's most likely a lie. With Fahai's temperament, he will definitely give him a surprise when he arrives at West Lake, so how can he hide it?
One minute, ten minutes, an hour.
The shrimp soldiers who went to call for help never came back. The longer time passed, the more Wang Xu felt that he was right.
The monk who asked him to go was not sure what it was or where it was. He found out that he had written a letter to Fahai, so he pretended to be Fahai to deceive himself.
If the unknown truth passes and without the protection of the West Lake Array, the sky will not respond and the earth will not respond. With his cultivation level, any fourth-level demon can kill him in seconds.
"Look here, look over there!"
I went back to my yard to continue reading. At noon, along with the noise, a group of shrimp soldiers and crabs walked in from outside.
The shrimp soldiers and crab generals who walked in came in small groups and started searching the house, even under his bed.
After Wang Xu saw him, he took the initiative to approach and asked, "Brothers, what are you looking for?"
"In the morning, there was a little demon in Jiuhua Palace who disappeared during the changing of the guard. He also took away a luminous pearl from Jiuhua Palace."
The visitor said angrily, then when he saw that nothing was found, he waved his hand: "Let's go, brothers, go to the next place."
"Little demon!"
Wang Xu's heart moved slightly. The shrimp soldier who went to invite him to the appointment must be the little demon in this person's mouth.
Fortunately, I didn't go there. It seems that the West Lake Dragon Palace is not monolithic. It is impossible to say that the shrimp soldier was the spy who broke in.
If I hadn't been smart enough to pull away when I saw no one on the shore, I would have been dead by now.
Judging from this incident, some people can't wait any longer. After today's first time, can the second time be far behind?
"Let him be strong, let him be strong, and the breeze will blow over the hills!"
Wang Xu smiled coldly, tidied up the messed up furniture, picked up the book again and started reading hard.
He still didn't believe that someone could break into the Dragon Palace even though he could cope with all changes by remaining unchanged.
I believe that after what happened today, it’s hard for West Lake Dragon Lord to tell, and Prime Minister Gui will definitely know about it, and it will be necessary to rectify it.
The rules are strict, and it will be difficult to play this trick. How many spies can break into the West Lake Dragon Palace, scattered throughout the Dragon Palace, and how many can come to Jiuhua Palace to see him.